
One day, I decided to take on my time to go and give my blood. I am a real activist so this means a lot to me and I usually give my blood several times a year. So, after a short day of class, there I go, to the Students Union. I queue, as usual (I think I’m getting used to this very strange habit…). The only thing that differs is that I have to queue for quite a long time before someone actually…
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